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Unknown Miscellaneous Van Diemans Land Ii Van Dieman's Land (II) Me and five more went out one night to Squire Dunhill's park. Hoping we might get some game but the night did prove too dark. And to our sad misfortune, they've hemmed us in with speed They sent us off to Warwick Gaol, which caused our hearts to bleed. cho: Come all young men, beware, lest you be drawn into a snare, Come all young men, beware, lest you be drawn into a snare. 'Twas at the March Assizes, to the bar we did repair And like Job we stood with patience to hear our sentence there. But we being old offenders, it made our case go hard They sentenced us for fourteen years, straightway being sent on board. cho: The ship that bore us from the land, the Speedwell was her name. And for full five months and upward we ploughed the watery main. We saw no land nor harbor, believe me it's no lie All about us one black ocean, above us one blue sky. cho: On the 15th of September, 'twas then we made the land And at four o'clock that morning, they've chained us hand to hand. And to see my fellow sufferers, it filled my heart with woe For there's some chained to the harrow, and others to the plough. cho: No shoes nor stockings had they on, no hats had they to wear, But they'd leather smocks andf linsey drawers, and their hands and feet were bare. And they tied us up all two by two, like horses in a team And the driver he stood over us with his Malacca cane. cho: They marched us off to Sydney town without no more delay, And a merchant, he had bought me, his book-keeper to be. Well, I liked my occupation, my master served me well And my joys were without number, the truth to you I'll tell. cho: We had a female prisoner there, Rosanna was her name For fourteen years transported, from Worcestershire she came. We oft-times told our tales of love, when we were safe at home But it's now we're rattling of our chains, in foreign lands to roam. cho: So come all you wild and reckless youths, that listen unto me. Mark well the tale that I do tell, and guard your destiny. It's about us poor transported lads, as you may understand And the trials that we undergo, going to Van Dieman's land cho: Note: This is the other Van Dieman's Land. Also see VANDIEMN @poaching @jail @transportation filename[ VANDIEM2 play.exe VANDIEM2 RG ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY=== |
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